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A week later Harry was sitting outside listening to what Ginny was saying about being attacked. They were both laughing as Ginny was acting out what had happened and she was completely out of breath. She rolled around in the grass and Harry gave in and started to roll around as well. As they were rolling two dark shadows appeared over them.
"Harry," Hermione said so sweetly if it was a candy pop the flavor would last for a month, "How come you never talk to us, or hang out with us anymore? We really miss you."
"Yea, mate (Harry had decided that Ron didn't really care about bonding anymore) were the hell have you been?"
Harry just smiled. "Away from you two, of course. Why would I hang around with people who wanted to murder me?" With that he grabbed Ginny's hand and pulled her off the ground. They had begun to walk away when something grabbed the back of his robe. It was Ron. He was practically choking him, and pulled him closer and closer. He whispered,
"I'd kill you NOW if master didn't want to do that himself." He hissed. He then let go of Harry's robe, and Ginny pulled him along. The two of them were running faster then ever. He sat Ginny down on the couch in the Common Room. Then he jumped right next to her. He looked straight at her, and said,
"Pack well. Were going for some help."
She looked horror stricken, and then her face calmed down.
"O.K Harry, I'll go wherever you do." With that she kissed him on the cheek and jumped up, running up the staircase to the girls dormitories.